Blimey, My Kid's the Heir to the Billionaire Boss!
Chapter 206 It Definitely Wasn't Him

"Yes, yes." The man stepped forward to support Sadie Roth as they left the private booth...

Leah White followed, reminding them, "I've booked a hotel right across the street. Let me walk you over..."

"What a pity!" Leah White pocketed her phone with a mocking sneer, "Ronan arrived early at the nightclub that evening. I rushed over to meet him and casually placed a mini-camera in the vase. Somehow, nothing got recorded. Otherwise, we'd have some really juicy footage by now."

"You're despicable!" Sadie Roth burst out in angry fury, "Leah White, I treated you so well, why would you do this to me? Why?"

"Treat me well?" Leah White scoffed, "I've been your little sidekick all my life, waiting on you hand and foot like an assistant. You call that being nice? We're both human, so why do you get to be the high and mighty miss, and I'm just your minion? Why?"

"Everything I have is from my dad, what's it got to do with you?"

Sadie Roth couldn't fathom her logic.

"Yeah, that's why your dad died so young." Leah White's words landed like daggers in Sadie's heart.

"You're talking nonsense!!"

Quivering with anger, Sadie Roth reached out to slap Leah White but Kathleen caught her arm.

"Go ahead, try and touch my Leah," Kathleen pushed her back with a stern warning, "We've got dirt on you now, you should be groveling like a dog, not putting on airs. Don't believe me? I'll post these videos and pictures online right now. Then have this guy give a detailed account to the media of what happened that night..."

"You..." Sadie Roth was speechless, her eyes pleading with the man as she shook her head in panic, "It can't be, it just can't be him, no way..."

"It's me, it really is," the man said weakly, "I even remember the scar on your waist..."

Struck by lightning, Sadie Roth shuddered, collapsing onto the couch.

She did have a scar on her waist.

Could it really be....

No...

A thought struck Sadie Roth; she dashed over, pinned the man against the wall, and began to lift his shirt.

"Yuck!" Kathleen quickly turned away, covering her eyes and swearing, "Shameless, doing such disgraceful things right in front of us. Gross!" "What a lunatic..." Leah White scowled with disgust.

But as Sadie Roth flipped up the man's shirt, she saw his lower back-no tattoo... It's not him!

Sadie Roth was sure of it, absolutely certain it wasn't him!

"Sadie, I don't have time for your games," Leah White warned with domineering arrogance," "Marry this man immediately, or I'll leak the videos and photos, along with the story of your triplets and that Vegas gigolo."

"I won't marry him," Sadie calmly retorted. "He's not the man from that night, nor is he the father of my children. You're just trying to disgust me by throwing someone at me."

"Are you out of your mind?" Leah flipped through the provocative photos. "I've laid out all the evidence, and you still deny it? What's the point?"

"I'm sure it's not him," Sadie insisted, "but if you dare spread rumors, I won't let you get away with it!"

"You..."

"I really want to see how you won't let us get away," Kathleen sneered. "You think because you have Mr. Clemens backing you up, we're scared? Let's be clear, if Mr. Clemens replaces out about your dirty laundry and those three kids, do you think he'll still protect you? He'd probably want to throttle you."